|The first brown of the evening|
I rested for a while and observed, searching for other fish rising in the area. Upstream a bit there was a father and daughter fishing over a group of steadily rising fish so I moved below them to watch and see if there were any fish that were outside of the area they were working, not wanting to crowd them. Both he and his daughter had caught a few fish, and I think the young lady may have caught here first trout on a dry fly, judging from her Dad's excitement while she was bringing it to the net. I just love seeing Dad's out with their children! The rises had become more subtle which sometimes indicates that the fish are taking spinners so I switched to a #16 pale spinner and picked up a few more nice browns and a couple of rainbows.
The highlight of the evening was when I overheard the father say to his daughter, "one more fly change and I'm done". He was clearly getting frustrated trying to figure out what the fish were sipping. I asked him if he had any #16 pale spinners and offered him one if he didn't. He said he had some spinners and within a few casts he had a beast of a brown on the line. He was able to get it to net with the help of his daughter and it was a pleasure to watch them take a few pictures, release the fish, and then head back to there car satisfied to have had a nice evening on the river together.